Anthi Psomiadou

Joined March 2020

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Writing, Life coaching, Criminology, and more. But I simply do these, I am not these. I just am. I am what I am, at any given moment.

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More Than Just A Figure
You're not the same as in my twenties. Your skin was fresher, the wrinkles unknown. The mind overlooked flesh's perishability;
By Anthi Psomiadouabout a month ago in Poets
What Do I Know?
"If walls could talk...", said our priest as he walked out of the church, after the confession of a 77-year-old woman that had just left. I noticed that she was more upright than before. I guess that the weight on her shoulders and in her chest was less, after having shared her greatest secret with Father Faedon.
By Anthi Psomiadouabout a month ago in Fiction
Don't Call Your Projections "Reality"
Today something reminded me of a dialogue I once had with a woman, Catherine, who was trying to make me dislike another woman. We were at a cafe, and one of the other two people that were there with us mentioned Mary. I had never met Mary, but I was about to listen to a ...review of her by Catherine. I never asked for that, but I would be totally OK with her viewpoint if it was presented to me just as what it was; an opinion, not necessarily the reality of who Mary was...
By Anthi Psomiadou2 months ago in Humans
No Behaviour Is Manipulative, Until It Finds Its Match
"I am a puzzle of two pieces" - said the manipulative relationship - "that co-synthesize the image born; each one has its share in the creation.
By Anthi Psomiadou3 months ago in Humans
An Epidermic Adulthood
--- Phraseology of an adult. A grown-up appearance. An epidermic adulthood. A just-visual experience. That inner kid is present,
By Anthi Psomiadou3 months ago in Poets
Acrobat
Walking between personality and Self. That rope I’m on is as thin as a thread. There’s a third “me”, somewhere aside watching me from the outside.
By Anthi Psomiadouabout a year ago in Poets
Undo Yourself
Come on! Why did you pause? Keep serving the herd’s boss. The system wants you to consume, so, go for more; a bigger house, the latest
By Anthi Psomiadouabout a year ago in Poets
Metexelixis
Not a single person feels single. Everyone’s individuality has been merged into the Whole ONE. Everyone watches from above, while still walks on earth;
By Anthi Psomiadouabout a year ago in Poets
The Hydras within us all
This force that pushed you to rape and kill, has all its roots inside your past’s field. Haven’t tried or not to clear your lake’s mud,
By Anthi Psomiadouabout a year ago in Criminal
Tabula Rasa
He hasn’t lost his ability to feel, but the external stimulus of the excitement or the disappointment are just scenes of the movie he watches.
By Anthi Psomiadouabout a year ago in Poets
Hunter And Prey
In a glass snowball, you now live, soon unable to breathe. You got in there to protect yourself; no one can pass through the shield you shaped.
By Anthi Psomiadouabout a year ago in Poets
Oxymoron
It’s empty; I emptied my anger into the sink. It’s also full; I filled it with forgiveness. It’s hard; I petrified it to make difficult decisions.
By Anthi Psomiadouabout a year ago in Poets

Anthi Psomiadou

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More Than Just A Figure

What Do I Know?

Don't Call Your Projections "Reality"

No Behaviour Is Manipulative, Until It Finds Its Match

An Epidermic Adulthood

Acrobat

Undo Yourself

Metexelixis

The Hydras within us all

Tabula Rasa

Hunter And Prey

Oxymoron

Stories (67/0)